Stop Trying, But wait you never really did

Stop trying to touch what's inside, It wants to stay hidden from you. Stop trying to tidy up what's on the outside, You always throw away what I need tomorrow. I don't give a crap if you found what was missing, (for it was you who miss placed it) Because now it's as good as lost, When it's in your hands. I'll sit here and listen to the music, I'm not waiting for anything, Because I hate you, More than sometimes. It's not like you ever made that special effort, So why (and I don't) expect it now. If I ever got into real life trouble, I know who I am turning to, I know I'll be offered help.